I used to think the goal was simple. Don't get angry. Stay calm. Be composed. Handle things better. But that's not how it works. At least... not for me. There are days when things pile up. Work doesn't slow down. Messages keep coming. Something is always pending. And by the time I'm done with all of that, I don't really feel "done." Just... drained. Then something small happens at home. A kid throws a tantrum. Doesn't listen. Repeats the same thing again. And I react. Faster

It started with something small. A minor accident — nothing serious, but enough for my wife to be completely out of action for a few weeks. And suddenly everything shifted. Responsibility fell on me. The kids, the house, the routines we never usually think about. All of it, on me. At first I told myself it's fine, I'll manage. And practically, I did. Meals were handled. School runs happened. Things got done. But internally, something else was happening. I was getting irritate